Conversations with my Cat

Today at lunch I had teh priviledge to talk to my daughter, Melody. I am not sure what happened, but at some point during the conversation, I realized I was talking to the cat.
Melody, in her genius, was able to translate the complicated hieroglyphs and nuances that are the cat language. For an outsider looking in, this is what the conversation sounded like:
Me: So Melody, are you watching Nora? (name changed to prevent copyright infringement)
Melody: Butterscotch wants to hi
Me: OK
silence
Butterscotch: (doing a perfect imitation of Melody) meow
I had no idea what this cat was trying to say to me. But clearly, Butterscotch had something to say. So, I used the google language translator, and here, now, is the translated conversation:
Me: So Melody, are you watching Nora? (name changed to prevent copyright infringement)
Melody: Butterscotch wants to hi
Me: OK
silence
Butterscotch: (translated) I think Newt Gingrich needs to lay off the Twinkies and Mitt Romney is a handsome man. However, my vote, now and forever, will be for Beverly, the crazy cat lady that lives down the street from us. She will put Americans back to work in the kitty litter factories and force fat cat CEO's to spread the money around. She will restore the worlds opinion of the USA through our international work with UNICAT. And, finally, she will make sure there is a bird on every tree and a fish in every pot in every home in America.
I was blown away. I couldn't believe it! My cat is a socialist! All this time I thought Butterscotch was just an annoying kitten who attacked my feet and lived to cause my older cat, Tiger, to hate youth. I had no idea he was a community organizer.
This is why I hate cats! They don't listen to facts, they just listen to what the "drive-by media" has to say and take it as gospel truth! I think we all know where he gets this crap from...my wife!
All of this fits nicely into the animal conspiracy. You know, the notion that animals are secretly plotting to overtake human kind.
Don't believe me? Let me ask you this...Who cleans up whose poop? I rest my case...